This is a song about "Lightning war"

December 4th a star was born

Lightning flashes before the storm/

Skies black and flashes lightning at creatures

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Hit the game like lightning without the thunder/

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

The holy war, the spiritual troops

So tell me why are we at war.

And there's little to be glad for

That means i have lightning speed,

The drug that they brain need

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

I'm a lightning-fast killer whose blades strike with no remorse,